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The small pointers that happen outside of circles or big events


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What colour is your aura?

Mine is white, indigo, violet, blue and green. That’s what the aura and chakra photos I had taken yesterday showed. The photos took a couple of seconds, the interpretation nearly an hour.

My aura photo 7th May 2013

My aura photo 7th May 2013

Anna-Maria of Shen Point (email delluomoannamaria@yahoo.co.uk) who did the analysis (reading) told me my chakras were unbalanced. Too much going on in the head and not enough in the heart. I needed to do more to open my heart. I was gob-smacked. There was such a massive shift on Sunday in the heart area. But then I remembered the dream on Sunday night with Gary Ranard telling me to do more exercises and meditations to open my heart. See blog Graveyards and pigeons.

My chakra photo 7th May 2013

My chakra photo 7th May 2013

Also my sacral chakra was blocked. I need to get rid of anything superfluous in my life, and to eat foods that will aid bowel action.

Much of what she said was very accurate. The only points I couldn’t agree on were those to do with health issues in my body. I’m pretty healthy and nothing untoward has been showing up.

Anyway, in a nutshell, because I’m sure you don’t want to be bored with the whole hour’s worth I’m to:

  • Do more exercises to open the heart. (The fact I had white around the green means that the process has already started.)
  • Learn to love unconditionally. Have no expectations of those I love, let them go every day. If they stay it’s because they want to. (So easy to say, so challenging to practice)
  • Take more rest, as the spiritual work, which is very intense at the moment,v is draining my energy and I’m not sleeping enough to replenish it.
  • Get out more and have more fun, an essential counterbalance to all the spiritual work.
  • Mix more with people in a social way. The writing is great, but it is isolating.
  • Get back on stage with drama and dance.
  • Clear out physical and emotional clutter.

Well, I’m taking heed. The diary is filling up quickly with social engagement. Anyone up for a night out?

I know some of you reading this are experts on chakras and colour, so if you want to add any comment about what you can see I’d be happy to hear it.

I really do value you comments.


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The angel and the bishop

Crystal ball

Crystal ball

Well I took the advice from the last Thursday circle and looked into the crystal ball. For ages I couldn’t see anything. Then an African bishop appeared, kneeling down with his hands open in front of him. After a while a most magnificent angel appeared. She wore a long robe and had massive wings. She held her hands up in a big V above her head, and appeared to be drawing lightening into her hands. I was so shocked I nearly dropped the ball, firstly because she was so amazing, but also because less than an hour before this I’d held my hands up in that same way in front of the mirror.

I talked to a friend who said it could be a message for me to begin using my Reiki again, retuning with and using universal energy. We didn’t talk about the bishop.

I would love to hear from you if you have any idea what this could mean.


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Shamans and Ayahausca

I’ve just finished reading Shedding the Layers How Ayahausca Saved More Than My Skin. It was recommended by ‘R’ who first suggested I look into Ayahausca if I was interested in Shamanism.

Shedding the Layers - How Ayahausca Saved More Than My Skin by Mark Flaherty

Shedding the Layers – How Ayahausca Saved More Than My Skin by Mark Flaherty

It’s not an easy read if you’re squeamish because he describes his deteriorating skin in extremely graphic detail, but it’s absolutely necessary to understand his plight.

I found his description of the camp and the Ayahausca ceremonies compelling, so much so that I found the idea of a ceremony initially very off-putting. Prior to starting the book a trip to Peru seemed very exciting.

It was only toward the end of the book that Mark Flaherty was able to rekindle my curiosity again. His journey is engrossing. A couple of things he said hit a note with me.

‘It’s all just a story when you look with your eyes. When you look with your heart, you see the truth’

‘Do not try to live life, let life live you.’


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Creative writing workshop

I ran a writing workshop today. It was meant to be a blogging workshop, but neither of the two participants was particularly interested in blogging. One of them was interested in writing her autobiography but was struggling with how to organise all the information in her head.

I’ve shared my system for organising books with a couple of creative writing students and thought it might be helpful to share it with her. It was a wonderfully rewarding moment to see her face open up when she realised that she could use what I’d shown her as a way to structure her book.
Power Animal Oracle Cards

Power Animal Oracle Cards

I then ran a series of exercises using fruit and animal power cards to generate stories and poems. It was interesting that the power animals they choose had a significant meaning for each of them. I could have run a whole session on just these animals, but I wanted to keep things flexible and varied. I felt totally at home doing this, and would love opportunities to do more. Again, another interesting twist on this writing path.


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DNA links me to Cameroon

I was not expecting the results of my DNA test to arrive today, and I wasn’t expecting it in a brown envelope. I was not expecting my heart to beat so fast when I saw the African Ancestry logo and realised what was in the envelope. I did not expect to be able to contain myself till someone arrived who could record me opening the envelope, and I didn’t expect to feel such a wave of relief to finally have a place to feel connected to in Africa.

Knowing that my genetic ancestry was with people living in Cameroon was one thing, but as someone remarked, ‘It’s never clear-cut with you, is it Predencia?’

What he was referring to was the fact that I share genes with four different groups; the Bubi people living in Bioko Island (Equatorial Guinea), and the Tikar, Hausa, and Fulani people living in Cameroon. After much research on all four peoples I decided to ask the ancestors via dowsing. There was a resounding YES for links to the TIKAR people.

Predencia's African Ancestry results

Predencia’s African Ancestry results

So unless someone tells me otherwise, that’s what it is. It feels like after five weeks (or all my life) of holding my breath I can breathe out.

Apparently Condoleezza Rice and Quincy Jones are also TIKAR.


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Love is not a reward – but wine is

I’ve done it. Completed the first draft of Love is Not a Reward two days ahead of schedule. After missing the end of March deadline I was gutted. With two more chapters to write I set a new one of 17th April. I started the last chapter on Sunday. By Monday afternoon, despite a break to go to the psychic development circle, I finished it by 5 p.m. The words seemed to fly  out from the tips of my fingers onto the screen.

I’d already planned to go to a friend’s house for dinner so it was just a case of adding an extra glass of wine to celebrate. However, the big celebration will come when I’ve finished the editing – hopefully by the end of the month.


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Journey to meet my twin flame

Tuesday 16th April 2013

PICT1116I did this fantastic meditation from youtube, and was astonished to find that my twin flame is a little girl, dressed in yellow who offered me a yellow ribbon as a gift. I was lead to her by an old grey man. I think he’s the one that helped me with Betrayed. Not really sure how twin flames fit with A Course in Miracles. It was a nice meditation though. I felt very connected to this little girl, but it felt like she was the one protecting me instead of the other way round.

As requested Lizzie here’s the meditation

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmOSnUSOBAQ


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Shamanic dance

Friday 12th April 2013

One hour version of the thirty minute one I did a few days ago, but it felt much, much longer. There were some similarities but quite a few differences.

Shamanic meditation 

Although I got into trance it took longer. Not sure if it’s because it was daytime, (not 1.30 a.m.) and I wasn’t on a high from completing a chapter.

I drifted in and out of trance, not stayed there throughout like last time.

I had three images. The first was of me walking around my kitchen getting a drink of orange squash (interesting because I don’t have orange squash in my kitchen).

The I saw an Alsatian dog pacing up and down at the bottom of my garden, he arrived and disappeared very quickly, but was clearly impatient.

Next I was out in a wood. People with drums surrounded me and started playing. (I wonder if I made this up because at that stage the drums were very insistent).

There were times when I felt my body moving involuntarily to the music, mainly my shoulders doing their own dance.

I reached states of high sexual arousal. Is this normal??????

Not much to say really, other than to note the appearance of another dog. I feel like I need more time to try and analyse what I’m being shown in these meditations.

If you have a spare minute and want to offer an explanation I’d be more than happy to receive it – gladly.


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Shamanic meditation

Thursday 11th April 2013

It’s 1.30 a.m. I’m on a high because I’ve just finished the fifth of six chapters of Love is not a Reward, a friend has sent me a link to a Shamanic event in Liverpool and it looks interesting. There are links to Shamanic meditation music and I think ‘what the hell, let me have a go.’

Wall art in Digbeth Birmingham

Wall art in Digbeth Birmingham

It’s a thirty minute drumming and rattle piece with recommendations to listen through headphones or through big speakers. I opt for the former with soft candle light and a little apprehension.

The effect of the drumming is instant. Within seconds I can feel the vibrations in my body, even though the volume is not high. It pushes all thoughts out of my head and replaces them with a feeling of being spoken to so quickly and insistently that nothing else can stay in my head.

Quite quickly I feel my body disappear, blend into the bed, the air around me. Not the floaty feeling I get sometimes in other meditations, just an instant nothingness. And for a while that’s all there is – the drums and rattles in my head.

Because I’ve lost track of time I don’t know how long it is before I see a person carrying a flag on a long pole. S/he walks up and lays the pole down in front of me. Another image I get is of a person struggling to control five dogs, all tied to the same lead and all straining to get to me.

Before I know it the thirty minutes are up and I return to my body refreshed and WIDE AWAKE. (Maybe not such a great state as I have to get up early for coaching).

Have you ever done a Shamanic meditation? What was your experience?

I couldn’t find anything meaningful about the flag, and I believe dogs mean protection, but why five? Any other views?


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Old boot and an odd couple

Monday 1st April 2013

Crocus pushing through the cold

Crocus pushing through the cold

I’ve been handling the knack of meditating for an hour each day. It works best for me first thing in the morning before I get up and start the day. Sometimes it’s a peaceful haven and other times I get the same kinds of images I get when I sit in circle. The only difference is that I don’t have a Greg or Zoe or Mary to help me interpret them. I have to rely on myself or phone a friend.

Today I had four very distinct images.

  1. An opening gate – think it was in a field
  2. One foot of a black square-toed ankle lace-up boot.
  3. The same boot with a comfy settee in it.
  4. A couple sitting on a swing chair on the veranda of an old colonial style house in the USA. She’s very pale, almost while with blonde hair, and he’s black. He has his arm stiffly around her shoulder. With this image I got an intense pain in the back of my head and what I can only describe as a very uncomfortable/uneasy feeling, which disappeared when the image went.

Here’s my attempt at interpretation.

Gate – encouraging me to look on the other side. Do I believe the grass is greener on the other side?

Black boot – journeying on my own. This spiritual journey can only be undertaken on my own?

Boot with settee – I’ve become comfortable with the journey.

Couple – Was one of my maternal ancestors white? Was there a lot of pain and discomfort associated with that relationship?

I called a friend. She suggested the open gate may be spirit realm letting me know I’ve got open access. (No need to keep asking in each meditation to be connected.) She said the boot showed an imbalance in my life as there is supposed to be two of them, but that I’d somehow accepted and become comfortable with the imbalance. During the discussion it occurred to me that the couple may be the original source of any mental health issues in my family, (See family constellation blog) as it was suggested in constellation work that it came through my maternal line.

I’d welcome any offers of additional or alternative interpretations…please.